Cumbridge and the Seven Whore-ses
Chapter 1: The First Raping.
The centaurs galloped furiously into the forest, carrying a screaming and terrified Dolores Umbridge with them. They took her to a clearing where seven of the creatures circled her. They saw her as an unspoiled slab of meat who had never felt the forceful plunge of a centaur member. A fawn coloured, bare chested centaur stepped forward.
She could already see the emerging manhood of the centaur starting to throb and pulsate and couldn't help but notice her clitoris and nipples swelling to an equally enormous size.
His gargantuous meaty centaur cock glistened and quivered. The vascularity of the penis was the last thing Umbridge noticed before it entered her grey, rotting, over ripened blood hole.
She wept and moaned satisfyingly as the oversized horse machete sliced up her insides. This proceeded until her expired taco cracked with the unhindering, pounding, unmerciful overfilling of delicious centaur beef.
He pumped the bitch with thick, curdled, milky ejaculative fluid until it seeped from every orifice including her mouth, nose, ears and shitter.
As the centaur finally exited her gaping wound, a roar of approval went up amongst the rest of creatures and the second participant stepped forward, his sphincter flaring at the scent of the salmon sandwich.